Lone Fiend Sword Venerable: Everything Can Be Refined

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The Solitary Sword Sovereign: Everything Can Be Refined

Author: Xian Yun Ke

The cultivation world has an ironclad rule: spiritual roots determine your fate, sects determine your rank, and every sword belongs to someone.

Shen Ci refuses to believe it.

His earth spiritual root, one of his five spiritual roots, got him dumped in the woodshed to scrub chamber pots for three years. His fellow disciples trample him, the elders abandon him, and even the outer-sect servants dare spit into his bowl.

Then, one rainy night, the scar on his palm burns, and an ancient, blood-red cauldron appears in his sea of consciousness.

[Cauldron of Ten Thousand Spirits: Awakened]

[Living being detected ahead: Zhao Sheng, Foundation Establishment, First Level. Kill him to refine a fragment of Azure Nether Sword Finger.]

A flash of swordlight, and a head falls.

From that day on, Shen Ci has only one path:

Kill the strong, refine their spiritual veins.

Kill sword cultivators, refine their sword intent.

Kill prodigies, devour their fortune.

In time, the Nine Heavens Sword Domain dares not speak his name, and the Ancient Youyue Clan turns out the lights when he appears.

Others cultivate immortality with spirit stones, pills, and the favor of their masters.

Shen Ci relies on neither Heaven nor Earth. He has only a cauldron, a sword, and the silver-furred little fluffball in his arms that is always undermining him.

Oh, and the girl behind him, whom he has protected all this way.

He is cold as frost to the world, but to her alone...

"Stay behind me."

"The fruit is yours."

"Anyone who lays a hand on you, I'll wipe out their entire clan."

Refine enemies, refine treasures, refine the remnants of the Heavenly Dao.

Everything has a spirit, everything has a price, and everything... can be refined.